Coffee And Vanilla Novels & Stories

BEGINNING OF FLASHBACK:: " you know I'd prefer if you just picked chocolate alone Dena " I muttered and smiled. " what would be the fun in that?. Eliza trust me mixing chocolate and vanilla is like being in heaven. " she said " oh please... Chocolate is pure bliss " I said rolling my eyes at her at which she just giggled before we took our orders to our favorite spot in the cafe, the seat beside the glass window, its nice how you can look at the waves in the ocean while stuffing your face with ice cream.

A vest-like top framed the front. Her hair was stuffed in a slick bun. “Coffee without cream and sugar. Just the way you like it.” The smile on her face stretched almost to her ears as the tray moved slightly in her hands. “Good day, Killian.” She greeted me, setting the tray on the table. Turning away from her, I focused on reviewing the files. “Hmm.” Vivian walked over to my side and leaned in as she stretched out the coffee. Her scent was soft and feminine, a thick mix of jasmine and vanilla that lingered in the air.

"It's just the same when you dip Oreo in the milk." "Yeah, you're right, Shane." She sipped the coffee now mixed with vanilla. "It's good." She took a longer sip. "It's really good." "Try it." Kat said shoving the cup close to his mouth. Shane took a sip. "It's good, Kat. Now, finish it. I know you love coffee and vanilla." She continued sipping through the straw until it already sounded. She rose from the seat and threw the cup to a nearby trash can. Then, she went back to him.

We needed to clean house in more ways than one. “Here you go doll, drink up,” Violet said, handing me some coffee. I had never been a coffee drinker and I was sure pregnant women weren’t supposed to have much. Still, I took a few sips and it warmed me all over. She’d had it made with vanilla and pumpkin spice … ohhh yeah, that’s the stuff. I felt the caffeine awaken my body a bit and course through my veins. I watched with great amusement the freaky sex pictures of Bruce had now multiplied and there were dozens of them all over. Was I thrilled that a high ranking part of AC was basically naked on display like that all over the news?

"Salted caramel and dark chocolate. In a waffle cone." "Done," Victor said. Then to the young woman: "Two scoops of salted caramel and dark chocolate in a waffle cone for the lady. And I'll have—" he studied the menu briefly, "—a single scoop of vanilla in a cup." "Vanilla?" I looked at him with mild disappointment. "That's the safest possible choice." "I'm a simple man," Victor said. I gave him a look that communicated clearly what I thought of that claim, and he smiled.

She hands me a blue liquid in a clear tube. “Thanks, I have so much to do and I can’t do it when I feel like the entire royal guard is drooling at me.” I say as I unscrew the lid and sniff it. It smells like vanilla. I bring it to my lips and knock it back. I gag. Fuck, that isn’t vanilla, it takes like dirt. I stick my tongue out and shiver as I make a face reaching for Pascha’s coffee and drink it down, ignoring her protests that I have just stolen the elixir of the gods.

By the time I carried the tray back into the office, I had almost convinced myself this wasn’t embarrassing anymore. Almost. Employees accepted their cups gratefully. A few looked far too entertained by this situation. Traitors. Finally, I approached Zion’s office with the last cup. He barely looked up from his laptop as I placed it in front of him. Then he took one sip. And paused. Uh oh. “I drink my coffee black,” he said calmly. Silence. I blinked once. “No sugar.” I looked down at the cup. Cream. Sugar. Disaster. My soul temporarily left my body.

“It’s kind of sweet, but strong. Really strong.” We all sniff the air to confirm. The coffee in my scent is still as light as ever but currently tinged a little bitter, probably due to my distress. But the vanilla… oh, the vanilla…. It's rich, thick and heavy. Oh…….. The two girls stare at me, their own eyes wide now, realization slowly dawning. Wren’s hand goes to her mouth, and even Nika’s joking expression falters as she sees me blanch. “Oh, my goodness!” Nika gasps.

she asked. “Coffee. Thank you,” Mark and I answered at the same time. After Sarah left us, Mark and I could only stare at each other. I was sure Mark was thinking the same thing as I. A few moments later, Sarah returned with a tray. She sat down in front of us and placed three cups of coffee and a plate of vanilla cookies on the table. The cookies smelled amazing and looked delicious.

My likeness of her was long gone and I had no idea why. "We have so many flavors available today. We have the Vanilla Flavor, Chocolate Flavor, Strawberry Flavor, Butterscotch Flavor, Cake Batter Flavor, Chocolate Chip Flavor, Coffee Flavor, Rocky Road Flavor,Cookies and Cream Flavor, Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Flavor, Black Raspberry Chip flavor, Mint Chocolate Chip Flavor and the Raspberry Ripple." She read from the computer in front of her and then released a sigh when she was done. She looked back up her very well practiced smile gracing her lips yet again.